aiOne summer day, a wave of something indescribable crashes over you, and you find yourself wondering: What’s wrong with me? Is it burnout? Fear? Just a deep need for rest?

aiYou try to live life to the fullest, but somehow, you can’t. And you blame yourself for that. Is it just human nature? Consciousness? Or maybe some strange alignment of the stars? How do you begin to truly live your own life?

aiYou're wrapped in a blanket of memories about how things used to be. You know, rationally, that those days won’t return — that now you're the creator of your own story. But something keeps holding you back. What exactly?

aiMaybe it's fear of the unknown. Maybe it's longing for the familiar. Maybe it's self-doubt that makes going forward feel impossible — like you’re stuck in place.

aiIn those moments when you’re sorting through your thoughts and trying to re-evaluate your priorities, you get so lost in your inner world that time just slips away. Minutes. Hours. Even days. A song plays in your headphones, it’s three minutes long and somehow you don’t even notice when it begins or ends. Walks alone become your safe haven, and before you know it, you’ve wandered for miles and don’t want to stop.

aiYou don’t really know what to do, what's best for you. But deep down you understand no one else can decide. It takes courage. Courage to make mistakes and to succeed. I admire people who dare to act, regardless of the outcome, regardless of what others might say or think. People who act despite everything.

aiBut should we all strive to push ahead as swiftly as we can? Or is it okay to move through life at one's own quiet pace?

aiI find myself snapping at people I love. I let go of dreams because I'm overwhelmed by fear — fear that feels impossible to overcome.

aiSo how do I stay grounded while chasing the life I long for?

aiSometimes, a string of setbacks knocks you off your path so hard that you don’t even notice how far you've drifted, not just from others, but from yourself. Maybe the problem is that you’ve always cared more about others than about your own needs. That’s a possibility that echoes in my mind.

aiAnd when it comes to achieving goals — in any area of life — why does reaching the finish line often leave us feeling numb? Why does doubt creep in just when we thought we’d feel fulfilled?

aiA familiar phrase keeps replaying in my mind  — I'm left with more questions than answers. Is this the anxious mind talking? Or maybe I just need to let go and trust that life will guide me.